로그인She rotated her tongue skillfully, drawing him further inside, her focus contracting to encompass only the substantial presence weighing upon her tongue and the irregular pattern of his labored breaths. Then she perceived another sensation. Jan’s hands gently parting her legs from the rear. A warm, fully open kiss made contact with her most private area. Georgia released a moan that vibrated around Alex’s length, eliciting yet another oath from him. Jan’s tongue demonstrated remarkable skill, tracing a deliberate, unhurried path from her opening up to her swollen clit, then encircling that throbbing center with unyielding accuracy. The combined stimulations proved almost too much to bear. Waves of ecstasy surged through her body, forming an electrified connection between the hardness filling her mouth and the tongue devoted to her most sensitive spot.“I need to be inside you,” Alex declared hoarsely, drawing her upward.She comprehended his meaning immediately. Positioning herself as
The intense heat radiating from the kitchen paled in comparison to the steady, enveloping warmth emanating from Alex’s attentive gaze. Over the course of several weeks, Georgia had sensed that lingering look tracing along her back whenever she balanced trays of plates, brushing across the sensitive skin of her neck as she carefully poured glasses of wine. It manifested as a persistent, simmering awareness from her employer that caused subtle tingles to dance across her flesh. She would notice his smile lingering a moment too extended, carrying a shade too much intimate knowledge, prompting her to avert her eyes swiftly. Her steadfast sense of loyalty toward his wife, Jan, served as a refreshing, protective barrier against that building warmth. Jan embodied kindness and sophistication, managing the restaurant’s front area with a balanced combination of firmness and equitable poise. Even the mere idea of betraying such a person caused Georgia’s stomach to tighten with discomfort.Georgi
It felt so amazing… soft and firm at the same time. Tyler started tonguing Daria’s slit, slowly at first, but then, as Daria started leaning backwards, Tyler reached around and grabbed Daria’s ass cheeks and pulled her hard into her face. Daria was panting and moaning now.Tyler pushed her back down into the chair. She was flicking her tongue against Daria’s clit.“My god, where did you learn to do this?” Daria said, her eyes practically rolling back into her head.Tyler looked up at her and removed her mouth for a moment.“You didn’t think I spent all the time back in college waiting for boys to make their moves? I was so horny back then, when we were roommates… but I couldn’t buck up the courage to ask you to do this kind of stuff… so I found other girls on our floor in the dorms…”She went back to licking Daria’s pussy, folding back her lips and rubbing her tongue against Daria’s clit. Daria squealed, which ended in a high-pitched moan.“Good god… what was I missing?” she said.Whi
Tyler got up and stood a few feet away from Daria. “Kim, honey, would you put the music back on?” As soon as Kim complied, Tyler started doing a very hot, sexy stripper dance in front of Daria, who had sat back on a cushioned chair across from the couch.Tyler swung her hips in time with the music and tugged at her tight T-shirt, outlining her large breasts. She would slowly lift up the bottom of the shirt, revealing the bottoms of her boobs, but not quite revealing her dark, puffy nipples.The other girls were hooting and cheering her on, encouraging her even more. Tyler let go of her shirt and unbuttoned, then unzipped her jeans, slowly lowering them until the top of her panties were showing. She kept pulling them down lower until she simply kicked them off and continued dancing to the beat.Daria was transfixed. Tyler was her best friend, but she was also an incredibly beautiful, sexy young woman. She had long, curly brown hair that framed a classically round face with full lips an
“Bottoms up, girls!” Daria said, pushing a glass across the table to each of the girls. They all grabbed one and held it up. Daria said, “To Tyler, may her marriage be long and hard, hopefully like her fiancé’s cock…”They all joined in a chorus of ‘To Tyler’ and chugged the alcohol. Tyler brought out a cellophane wrapper with what looked like pieces of chocolate fudge. “I’ve got something that James brought back from his last trip to Vegas.”“Fudge?” Daria said, confused.“No, silly, edibles.” Tyler admonished. She popped one in her mouth, swallowed, and then took a big gulp of her wine. “Now, only one square apiece… these are a little stronger than normal, but they should give us a nice mellow buzz. It might take 20 or 30 minutes to take effect.”All of them took a piece. Kim, Sheri, and Josey immediately ate theirs. But Daria hesitated. She had never done edibles before, although she had smoked some pot when she was in college. Oh well, she thought and popped it in her mouth.Kim b
Daria drove her Honda Civic along the winding roads heading up north to her family’s cabin. The trees were turning to fall colors and there was definitely a nip in the air on this beautiful October day in northern Minnesota.She was heading up to host her best friend Tyler’s bachelorette party weekend, which she had offered to do since she was the maid of honor.The phone buzzed through the Bluetooth wireless on the car’s audio system. She answered it with the press of a button.“Hey Mom…” the LED display told her who was calling.“Hey back at you…” Her mom replied cheerfully. “I was just wondering if you had any last-minute questions before you start the girls’ weekend for Tyler.”“No Mom, I’ve been up to our cabin many, many times before. It shouldn’t be a problem,” Daria said, sounding like a petulant child.Why do parents immediately cause your age to regress fifteen years whenever they talk to their kids?“Well, it’s been quite a few years. Your father and I just wanted to make s
If I hesitated, it wasn’t because of any reluctance on my part. I wanted Mason just as much as he wanted me. But we needed to find somewhere we weren’t likely to be interrupted, and even in my clubbing prime I’d never been a fan of having sex in the toilets. Too cramped, too insanitary and downrigh
It couldn’t be. I studied the cover more closely. It absolutely, definitely was him. Those eyes, high cheekbones, broad shoulders. OK, I’d seen him fully clothed and on the cover of His Best Performance he wore only a pair of swimming trunks – tiny, tight, yellow – but I recognised him beyond doubt.
I glanced up from my crossword puzzle as the bell above the shop door tinkled. A man, broad shoulders, bright white smile and wearing black wraparound shades, strode into the warren of dusty shelves and cabinets. He moved with purpose, the material of his jeans hugging the tops of his long thighs an
She was watching him towel off, fresh out of a hot shower. Marie’s eyes travelled the length of his white body, taking in his curly pale hair, blue eyes, thin pink lips. She always lingered on her favourite parts of him, his thick, firm fingers, his long, curved cock. Then Gavin’s eyes began to li







